We sent my second oldest boy (let's call him 26Fighters) to a summer boys camp in the Black Hills of South Dakota. When I went to pick him up, all the camp counselors and other campers wanted to meet me, "Where's 26Fighters' dad? I want to meet him." He had a blast and earned "camper of the year" award. He has a super sanguine personality and is a master of anything to do with outdoors activity and carpentry. He made me super proud.